She sat down, tucking her legs under her, balancing the book on her knees and started to read. ***************** The knock brought him out of his thou...hts. Slowly he turned and looked at the door. It opened, and Henry popped his head in. ‘There’s someone here to see you.’ ‘Edward’s early,’ He said as he turned away from his desk, adjusting the mask he always wore. ‘It’s not the King,’ Henry stated. ‘It’s a lady.’ ‘Carrie-Anne for her cooking lesson?’ He asked as he stood up. He enjoyed when. I wanted to be spanked.” “And were you?” “Yes. I spoke to Mum about a week before they went away, and she gave a couple of spankings, hard ones, and I can tell you they were great. Don’t you ever want to try it Zoe, being spanked ?” “No way Hannah. I don’t get off on it.” There was a short silence and then Zoe said “but judging by the way you are blushing I reckon you do, don’t you.” “Yes Zoe. Sorry.” There was a silence broken by Hannah asking Zoe “don’t you get turned on by. He was close to coming; he was close to filling her mouth with his seed. Afterwards, he would use the belt on her. Bend her over his desk and raise her skirt over her waist. He would tell her she could have done much better; tell her that he was disappointed with her oral skills. He would tell her that he expected her not to give Derek any reason to complain, and then he would unfurl the belt and give her six strokes across her bottom. It would hurt her; it would make her cry, and all for a. I was instructed before I went in the hotel room to sit and watch, which I did as I was told; she just failed to mention that they’d ignore my existence. I soon phased out, my mind elsewhere in a fantasy of my own. The burnt in memory of Mora returned. I was the client, the person my friend was dancing on, my gaze laying on her breasts with my hands everywhere else. I could imagine the feel of the soft, supple skin that laid beneath and I moaned. Mora would then push me down to the bed and.